Hey, remember me! My birth
name was Spirit,
my adopted n ame
was Lotsa Spirit–
now, I’ m
just
Lotsa
In case you
have forgotten, or if you are younger than 4 years old, I was brought to the
Shelter of Hope in my Mommy’s tummy, along with 9 brothers and sisters. When
we were born, we lived together for several months, until all my family was
adopted EXCEPT ME.
A nice older
man who volunteered at the Shelter started coming to see me, and I followed
him around as much as I could. Then his wife came one day with him, and the
next thing I knew I was going home with them.
Well, it’ s
worked out swell. He’s home with me all day long, while Mom goes to day
work. He’s still able to get around pretty good, and we go for a daily walk,
and often ride in the car. He does have some regular responsibilities (like
collecting bottles and cans to be redeemed for money for the Shelter), and
takes me with him whenever he can. Being a herding dog, when we’re home, I
love to round up towels or my toys to get attention. Playing outdoors is the
best fun – the colder the weather the better! Having an older Dad, I have to
take it easy on him, but the best part about his being “older” and at home
with me - Snacks and Naps. Boy, do I love both of those.
I have been
back to the Shelter for visits, and every time I am there, I feel both sad
and happy. I feel sorry for the dogs and cats there, but I know they get
very, very good care. Only a few have to stay there a long time, but no one
has to worry that they will be “put out” because of lack of space or length
of stay. If they are really sick, or have a really bad temper, that’s
something that makes them impossible to adopt out. Otherwise, the Staff and
volunteers work hard to find them good homes.
So,
everything is great with me. Things are going well at the Shelter, but Dad,
being a worry wart, is afraid the Shelter may have to close its doors. They
need to continually raise money to pay for all the things needed to care for
the dogs and cats every day. They have fund raising events and ask for
donations, but you know what the cost of Vet bills, dog and cat food, warm
blankets, etc. are these days.
If there is
room in your heart and home to adopt a pet, please consider doing it. If
not, think of the dogs and cats the Shelter is caring for every day, and
donate what you can – volunteer your time, donate supplies the Shelter
needs, or send them a few dollars when you can.
Well, I’ m
tired from all this writing. I think I’ll go find Dad, and see if he’s ready
for a Nap on the couch – or maybe a Snack !!
2008
Merry Christmas to my friends in Penn Yan
 !
I like my new home here in Hilton. I’ve done alot of things since I left the
shelter. I went to obedience school this summer and made some new friends.
My teacher said I had come a long way and was doing a great job, when our
classes got over. I went camping this summer and my new “parents” tried to teach
me to swim. I got scared!!!! My new Aunt Jessie said maybe I have problems
swimming because of my chopped off tail!!!! I get in trouble when people
come to visit and I jump all over them, I just get excited when people come to
visit. There’s lots of squirrels around here for me to chase. Sometimes after
supper we go for a walk and go to Abbotts for ice cream. I like that treat
better than dog biscuits! Thanks for taking care of me while I was there with
you. We hope you can use this Christmas gift. Merry Christmas!!!
SAM 12/25/07
Hi, my name is Max. I wasn't actually adopted from
The Humane Society of Yates County, but thanks to Nancy Christensen at the YC
shelter, I did find my "forever home". When my Mom was looking for a new
puppy, and couldn't find one, Nancy got my Mom in contact with BuffaloPugs.Org,
where I was adopted from. (I'm the cute one on the left)
I was 1st taken to in a shelter in West Virginia, where I was born. At the age
of 6 weeks, I was transported to NY where I was in a foster home until I
almost four months old! It was nice there, but I really wanted a permanent
"forever home", like my sisters had.
I was so happy when I heard that I was being adopted! My foster Mom, Jackie,
was both happy and sad for me. When my new Mom drove to pick me up in
Liverpool, I hadn't even thought of the drive home. You see, I get car sick,
and boy did I!!!
Mom tries to get me in the car for short rides now, hoping that I will get
over my car sicken, but It hasn't worked yet. When it does, I plan on a ride
up to the Humane Society of Yates County, so that I can see all the other dogs
and thank Nancy personally.
I hope to see you soon, Nancy!
Max Marchionda
6 months old
Greetings From Winston and
Betty From Their New Home!
Winston here and if I sound jolly for me, it's
because I have my own home now. Instead of all those noisy dogs, there is only
one (fairly) quite black lab named Sarge. My person makes quite a full over
him, I'm not sure why. Oh, well, as dogs go, he's OK. Guards my new person's
bedroom door like we're gonna make off with her jewelry, but goes outside a
lot. My person has bought toys and I'm having fun chasing them around. My
favorite is a wand and strips of cloth. There mush be a bird hidden inside
because every time I touch it, it starts chirping.
I start each morning off with wet food. I try to tell her that this type of
food would be suitable for the rest of the day, but she just says something
about being spoiled. I'm not spoiled. I was born to be pampered! Besides, I
have several jobs. I keep the other animals in line and I guard the bathroom
door when she takes a shower. I also drape myself over the back of the couch
so she has eye candy to break up her routine. But my favorite job is curling
up in her lap to keep her warm and bring her blood pressure down by allowing
her to pet me.
I did mention other animals, so I suppose I ought to mention that Betty
Spaghetti came to my home with me and now she wants to say a few words, so
I'll sign off. It's nap time any ways.
Mine, Mine MINE!! I have a whole house I own now. I start the day by waking my
person with a yowl. I keep her entertained by running from one end of the
house to the other-a lot more fun than playing with those silly toys that
Winston likes. Can you imagine-Winston chasing a catnip stuffed mouse around
the house? Well he is a little bottom heavy. The exercise should help him get
up on our person's lap easier. Speaking of exercise, I help our person get
lotsa waist bends when she keeps taking me off counters, the top of her china
cabinet, etc. I don't think she minds, she's always laughing. I'm just making
sure she dusts everywhere. I've tried to get Sarge to play with me. He just
looks down his nose at me, sighs and looks over at our person as if to say
'look what I have to put up with'. We all know he just loooooooves us. He's
friendlier than Winston anyways. I can curl up with him but Winston won't even
let me in a chair with him. That's OK. I have my favorite place, too. I just
get up on the back of my person's easy chair on the fleece throw. I make sure
I keep one paw on the back of her neck so she knows I'm there.
Yep. My house is pretty nice. It'll be perfect as soon as Winston and I
persuade our person that it's wet food all the time for us. Sarge says forget
it, we'll only get wet food in the morning. That's the way it's always been.
Dogs are such pessimists. Wait'll he sees me work my charms.
Sarge
To The Shelter:
When I told you I wanted a "middle-aged" dog who still had some pep and is
housebroken.....kinda like me, only with 4 legs instead of 2, you brought
Sarge out.
Sarge with his gray muzzle and gentle way seems his age at times (10). Yet,
when my friends see him jumping and galloping at full speed, they can't
believe he is ten.
He's a smart dog and quickly learned what was OK for him to do and what was
out of bounds.
His jobs make him feel needed. He protects me from chipmunks, rabbits and
squirrels. The birds are happy because they have less competition for the
seed.
He lets me know when someone is at the door and keeps my feet warm by laying
on them. Since he's a 90 lb. Black Lab, I'm grateful he hasn't decided to keep
my lap warm. I might not get up until Spring.
Some people ask why I got an older dog. Sarge is housebroken and well trained.
For me, health-wise, I couldn't keep up with an energetic puppy. Sarge senses
when I'm low on energy and paces himself to me.
Sarge doesn't have a life span as long as a puppy's but as long as he is
healthy, he'll have a home and love. I'd miss his sigh of contentment and the
look of love he gives me daily.
I know you get many older dogs at the shelter. They make such good pets, I'm
hoping you'll have tremendous success in placing them in good loving homes.
Sincerely,
Pat Carroll and Sarge
Lotsa Update
Hi!
My name is Lotsa, and its been awhile since I last reported. If you will
recall, I was a Shelter pup, born July 4, 2004, and was adopted by a family in
Penn Yan. My Dad volunteers at the Shelter, and saw me there with my 8
brothers and sisters When I was the last one left, I guess he felt really
sorry for me and took me home.
In July of this year, my Mom and Dad went to visit their son in Hawaii. I
stayed with a nice couple in Canandaigua that my Dad knew. I was there 3
weeks, which was a really long time – I thought after a while that I had been
sent to a new home for good, but we finally all got back together in Penn Yan.
The best part was that it was a really hot 3 weeks, and the family I stayed
with had central air conditioning (we don’t have AC in my home in PY). It was
sure better than staying in a kennel, and my Dad says it’s hard to find people
that will take care of animals in their homes while the owners are away. He
says he is going to start a small “hobby” of Pet Sitting – staying in owner’s
homes with their pets while the owner is away. I think you can get more
information on this from the Shelter.
I’m now 14 months old and everyone says that I look really beautiful. My black
and white coat just shines because my family brushes me a lot, and feeds me
good stuff to eat.
I go up to the Shelter with my Dad once in awhile to visit Chance and the
gang, and although I have a good time playing while I’m there, I feel really
bad when I leave to go home. I wish all the animals there had nice homes to go
to at the end of the day.
So if you know of anyone looking for a furry companion, please send them up
there to have a look. I know my family took on a big responsibility when they
adopted me, but hopefully I’m not a pain in the butt all the time, and give
them some laughs, too. I know they especially like my game of me bringing out
the towels from the bathroom to the living room just as the 6:30 news starts
on television. I’ve heard them say how impressed they are that I can tell time
– or something like that.
If you haven’t been up to the Shelter lately, you’ll notice a freshly
painted reception area, and new landscaping around the house. They are
beginning to get too big for the building, and are talking of expanding. It
will take lots of money, so fund raising is always an important topic. (I
don’t know all this stuff myself, but I hear my Dad talking about it.)
One way they raise money is to collect empty bottles and cans for
recycling, so if you can save your empties and bring them to the Shelter once
in awhile, that would really help.
The Shelter is always looking for donations of blankets, towels, and kitty
liter. They also need people to be foster parents. If all the cages are
filled, or a dog or cat has a special need, a place is needed to temporarily
take the animal in until a cage is available, or a permanent home can be
found. More information on this at the Shelter.
Well, I think it is time to eat, so I better go find Mom or Dad. They need me
to keep track of those types of things, you know. Stop in at the Shelter when
you can – they love to have visitors. The staff doesn’t mind it either.
If you can donate time, items or money, please keep the Shelter Of Hope (HSYC)
in mind.
Lotsa
PPS The picture is me after a long morning of training Dad.
Poochie
Hi, it's me Poochie. Here I am enjoying the outdoors
with my Mom and big sister. I have a huge yard to play in.
I love to go outdoors. What fun to watch the squirrels! There are sooo many
smells for me to investigate.
My Mom and Dad take me for walks...more smells!!
I didn't bark before I got my new home. But I do now. I've got to protect my
new family.
I love to have my belly rubbed. It feels so good. Mom and Dad love me and tell
me how pretty I am. I am happy here.
Samantha
Isn't my human boy just the cutest! My name is
Samantha, and I have made myself right at home with the nicest family. I am
learning what it's like to play, and sit and stay. One thing that I just can't
seem to get is why I can't bark at those silly joggers or kids on bikes! I
suppose sooner or later they will understand and just walk past my yard. It
takes a long time to train humans sometimes. But you know what is the best, my
new humans brush me and comb me and have never never threatened to take me
back to the shelter because my lovely long hair has clogged up their vacuum
cleaner like my last owner did! Life is definitely good!
Margie
My name is Margie, and yes, I am a pit bull!!! I am
also the most lovable and well behaved pet you can imagine. I love my forever
family, and they love me. My only advice to you and other Pit Bulls is to
never give up. The word will spread that we are not the vicious, mean
creatures that we have been made out to be. Not all of us are trained by bad
humans to be bad. We really have a sweet personality and are very smart.
Please give us a chance. Get to know us, and you will find we make wonderful
loyal pets.
Calli Seager, Companion
of Ralph and Ruth Seager
Dear Furry Friends,
My name is Calli Seager but when I lived in your house it was Annie. I came to
live with Ralph and Ruth Seager January 2003.
I am so happy here. I have lots to eat and drink. I even have a special glass
of water on the coffee table in the living room, bathroom, and kitchen, where
ever we spend time together.
I can do anything I want and love my Mom and Dad humans very much, and they
love me with all their hearts and are so happy to have me living with them.
I sleep in between them every night as soon as they turn the lights out.
Sometimes Mom says I crowd her, but it's so warm I stick tight to my space.
I'm a really curious cat. I have to inspect everything new or different. When
they get groceries, I check them over. I've helped Dad peel apples and husk
corn.
I have beautiful green eyes, one yellow ear and one grey ear, white paws and
my whole tummy is furry and white. Mommie always tells me what a beautiful
white belly I have and I get excited when she keeps telling me that. I'll be
on my back and show off and Mom and Dad think it is so cute. They taught me to
roly-roly-roly over and show my pretty belly. I get so excited, then all of a
sudden-I've had enough of that and take off like a flash!
I'm so grateful for my safe and happy home that "we" are sending a donation to
help the friends in your house.
As you can see, Mom wrote this for Calli. She (Calli) is such a joy to us that
sometimes I don't know enough to quit talking and bragging about her.
Meow from Calli
Best Wishes to The Humane Society
Ralph and Ruth Seager
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